Her lonely
Wasn’t so startling
I always saw
The only art
The only heart
She would ever speak of
Was her car
She loved that man
Didn’t understand
How to go alone
She left her there
When she packed that bag
Left the front seat open
To bring her with her
She let me know
That day she did think
I would always be around
I was her king
Nothing changed
He meant everything
Her back seat that night
She slept on the back seat
If she had a pillow
A small pill to wallow
A heartbreak anthem
She wouldn’t have abandoned them